When the sun went down, the children who should have gone home still did not go back.

So in this dark and deep forest, the playful child will meet the hideous and terrifying big bad wolf, the hungry big bad wolf shows its sharp fangs, stretches out its sharp claws, and its green eyes are staring at the "food" in front of them, eager to swallow it immediately.

*

At nightfall, the boy carefully placed the little gray wolf in his arms on the warm and soft bed.

The quilt wrapped the little gray wolf tightly, revealing only her slightly flushed cheeks.

On a slightly drunk little face, red lips are half open, and from there he is exhaling the sweet taste of sweet wine.

Lannoth gently stroked her head, and there was a shuddering tenderness in her blue eyes.

He quickly walked out of the room and went to his mother's room again.

It was dark in the room and no kerosene lamps were lit.

The boy gave him a nonchalant look, then closed the door.

The mother was not at home.

Lannoth could guess where she had gone.

The chief of the neighboring village is a merry man, even if he has a virtuous wife in the family, he is still amorous, and likes to cheat with other women, not really love those women, he just enjoys the thrill of sneaking.

This is the same as the boy's mother.

Lannoth's mother also likes to have trysts with other men, and when her father is there, she will be a little restrained, but after her father left her, her mother became more and more indulgent, she didn't love her father, and she got married because she was pregnant.

However, the boy knew that his mother loved him, and every time she wanted a tryst, he would let him go to the other people's houses in the village to play.

When the tryst returns, and then takes herself home, the mother will not show her debauched side in front of her.

But Lannoth still bumped into it, and he just silently hid it in his heart.

The insiders in the village also secretly talked about whose biological child they would be, after all, the mother was such a watery poplar, and it was indeed very difficult to confirm the bloodline of Lannoth.

The floral dress was bought by his mother the day before yesterday, and when he celebrated his birthday, he thought she would wear it, but she didn't, so the boy guessed what it did.

The next day, as expected, my mother was going to take her away.

It's just that this time he actually asked him to go to his grandmother's, maybe his mother's tryst this time was longer, and she was worried that he would not be able to sit still at other people's houses in the village.

Lannoth didn't care about his mother's games.

From the moment he became self-aware, he appeared indifferent to everything around him.

However, the smile on the surface never disappeared, and no one could even detect the extreme indifference under his gentle mask.

The children in the village like to play with Rannoth, and the boy maintains his disguise.

Even his mother didn't know his true nature.

*

The room was empty.

Except for the dim kerosene lamp, which was still shining, the rest of the place was as cold as ice.

Lennoth returned to his room with the oil lamp.

The little gray wolf on the bed slept very sweetly.

He didn't want to leave the little bad wolf on purpose.

It's just that there's really no one at home.

The mother is not there.

The silence of the night and the empty room filled the boy's heart with emptiness.

He was so lonely.

Even though the village children liked to look for him, he still felt that there was nowhere to put his floating heart.

It's like living out of place with the whole world.

But now, a little different, there is an unexpected "friend" by my side.

The sleeping little bad wolf smashed his mouth, and the little tiger slowly buckled his lower lip, but after a while, he opened his mouth again, as if he had dreamed of something delicious.

The boy couldn't sleep, so he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her so quietly.

Just looking at it, the lonely heart has a moment of fullness.

Reaching out and brushing his thumb over the little gray wolf's lips, he wiped the saliva that had overflowed for her.

The fingertips touched her cute little tiger teeth, and Lannoth's heart froze.

The tiger's teeth are so sharp that they seem to be able to penetrate the flesh with a little force.

The blue pupils gradually deepened, and in the night, the boy with a slight shadow on his face pressed against the sharp tiger tooth, and suddenly pressed hard!

The skin of the fingertips suddenly broke, and some blood beads were pierced by the fangs!

The beads of blood slid down the girl's lips and into her mouth, and in the next second, the little gray wolf, who was supposed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes!

Her eyes turned red in an instant!

The little gray wolf, who tasted the blood of a human child, was stimulated by a drop of blood when he was unconscious!

Lannoth was stunned, and before he could react, the girl in front of him had already gotten up and threw him to the ground!

Sharp claws pierced into the shoulder blades, and a sharp pain came, but the boy did not exclaim!

He frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look at the little gray wolf above, "You ......"

Before he could say anything, the little bad wolf had already leaned over and bit his neck!

The two fangs pierced into the fair, smooth skin, and Lannoth endured the pain coming from there, feeling the blood seem to flow into the other person's mouth as the girl sucked!

She's obviously eaten a lot.

However, when the instinct is stimulated, it still craves blood and raw meat!

But the little bad wolf didn't tear the raw meat, she was just sucking the blood.

Lannoth raised his hand, leaned his back against the corner of the chair, hugged the little bad wolf tightly in his arms, put his lips to her cheek, gasped and smiled, while soothing, his voice was hoarse: "Slow down, don't worry." ”

The hand caressed her head as if it were smoothing her hair.

"Be careful, don't choke. Lannoth said softly.

His breathing became rapid, his face grew pale, and he seemed to lose a lot of blood, but Lannoth didn't care.

It was the first time he had such intimate contact with someone else, and the boy felt that he did not feel the slightest rejection, but enjoyed the feeling of being so close to her.

In my head, I echoed what my grandmother had said.

"The cursed wolf is actually the easiest to domesticate. If the tears of the child are not swallowed before eating it, then after the child dies, they will also die. If the child is not dead, then they will have to obey the child. ”

"So, when you meet such a wolf, Lannoth, don't let her taste your tears. ”

Lannoth's red lips were hooked, and even though his face was pale, the boy's face still had a gentle and doting smile.

He squinted slightly, soothing the emotional little gray wolf.

When his consciousness was a little blurred, finally, the little bad wolf stopped sucking.

Her red eyes were still not awake, and after the fangs left the boy's tender neck, her eyelids closed and she seemed to fall asleep again.

His lips were red with blood.

There were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Lannoth reached out to wipe the red liquid, and even though there was a sharp pain in his neck, he didn't care.

Pick up the sleeping girl and put her back on the bed.

There are two small bloody holes in the neck.

Lannoth bandaged it with gauze, but in his eyes, he was extremely crazy and excited.

The little bad wolf who did not swallow his own tears drank his blood.

This means:

- She has been domesticated by herself.